"No." Yue Siqing eyed her expression.
Although that hand hadn't been withdrawn, it quickly reached out to hold her chin, lifting it up.
The atmosphere suddenly tightened.
Gu Anjin's heart skipped sharply, and she was momentarily speechless under that sharp gaze.
"Why ask such a question?" Yue Siqing's voice was steady, "What exactly do you want to say?"
Gu Anjin discerned the interrogative intention, as if he suddenly realized something was wrong.
She maintained a neutral expression, then sighed softly, "I don't want to say anything, maybe I've just been thinking too much lately. Brother Siqing, I feel like it's just a responsibility and burden for you, but I don't want to become that. So, whether it's Grandpa's request or not, I hope you'll forget his words. Whether you consider me a friend or a sister, I hope it's entirely your own decision."
Yue Siqing's eyes narrowed slightly.
Her grandpa's request, hoping he could forget it all?
